MOMMAW
Not just another MomMaw,
But a special one indeed,
She works so very lovingly
To meet their every need.
More important work
You will never find.
Than to be a loving MomMaw,
Who�s always good and kind.
Some folks do their giving
Where money plays a part,
But the gift that keeps on giving
Comes only from the heart.
To play with you as if a child,
And teach you things,
Both true and mild.
To wipe a tear when you are sad,
To rock you when you�re feeling bad.
These are the things
That are most worthwhile,
Worth more than gold,
To give a child.
by Carol Boyd
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POPPA'S LITTLE MAN
An angel came to our house,
He was so sweet and kind,
And oh the joy he brought us,
Is on our hearts and minds.
His years were few in number,
And pain was often his lot,
The lessons that he taught us
Will not be soon forgot.
His wisdom far exceeded
His tender age of four.
The loving nature he possessed,
We couldn�t ask for more!
Don�t say he�s gone forever,
That�s not the Christian way!
We�ll meet again Poppa�s little man
In Heaven on that glad day!
by Carol Boyd
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